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& now he craves the complication Yet something's up his sleeve He bends the rails to miss the station To let the pressure breathe & now for readers of this fiction There's something to believe He's going under The red flags falling down My only brother, brother He cuts in with a harmony The voice of his own worst enemy & in his head it doesn't matter There's nothing else to do When every stepping new cliff hanger He begs for one false move To send his silver lining scattered & make this mess come true He's going under The red flags waving around My only brother, brother He cuts in with a harmony The voice of his own worst enemy Letras de canciones& in his head it doesn't matter In his head it does not matter Matter, matter, matter He's going under My only brother, brother He cuts in with a harmony The voice of his own worst enemy From Letras Mania